Every November I will remember spending the entire month sitting in a hospital bed staring at the Fraser River.
And every December I will remember your little tiny face and how excited we were to bring you home.
And even thought it took a long, long time before we got to bring you home, we eventually did.
And now you don’t need doctors visits any more and your don’t need special help. You just get to run around and play and recite the ABCs and try to pop all the birthday balloons we bought you.
And every year I am going to pull a Lorelai Gilmore and tell you the long and dramatic tale of your birth because I can’t believe everything we had to go through to get you here, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Happy 2nd Birthday my love.
I just thought I should let you know that I am sick and miserable and therefore dislike everyone and everything because I am sick and miserable and incredibly busy and therefore have had no time for anything.
I also have a cold sore that covers half my face, which is to be expected so I’m not sure why I am surprised by this.
Oh and Matteo is also sick and whines and cries all day long if I chose to do anything other than sit with him on the couch. This makes going to the bathroom and consuming food particularly difficult.
I am now going to consume my body weight in Oreos because I feel sorry for myself.
Chad and I have had a love for David Rocco for many many years. We watched his cooking show religiously when we lived in the apartment and his cookbook is one of our favorites. So it only makes sense that when he decided to make wine, we needed to have it. Only problem was, they only sell it in Ontario. Luckily I remembered my cousin was coming out from Ontario to Vancouver for a visit, so I asked her to snatch up a couple of bottles for us. Her efforts were much appreciated!
Matteo’s eating habits used to be stellar. Then he decided vegetables were the devil and only fruit and cheese were to be offered to him at meal time (so Italian). We are currently trying to working on this.
This is a friggin beauty. Nonna told Mom to tell me that I had to come over to take a picture of Matteo with a giant “Zuccha”. Mom interpreted zuccha to mean pumpkin, because, well, it’s almost Halloween, but Nonna meant zuccha as in zucchini. The thing almost strangled her to death while taking this photo and Mom couldn’t stop laughing. Sometimes I wonder about these people.
Matteo loves the ABCs. This love has translated into him becoming fluent in his ABCs. If you want to know how to spell something then you should probably just ask him because he is already better than me.
This past weekend Claudia and I spent the day shopping and eating. During our shopping trip we spotted one of our all time favorite Food Network chefs. This prompted Claudia to freak out and demand that she must go up and say Hello. The interaction did not go as Claudia had hoped and though I only saw it out of the corner of my eye, it left a very bad taste in both of our mouths. I get that she was “busy shopping” but I would have expected a more sincere response after a quick complimentary Hello. Guess we won’t be watching her show anymore.
After our unfortunate interaction but successful shopping trip, we had lunch at Joe Fortes, which was a brand new experience for me. The lobster and shrimp roll was ridiculous. The atmosphere, the guy playing the piano, everyone and their shopping bags. What an experience.
One Sunday we had family photos taken, despite the weather being less than agreeable. Between chasing Matteo, trying to get my hair out of my face, and Chad’s self proclaimed inability to smile, I pray we get SOME decent shots, otherwise this years Christmas card is going to be quite humorous.
He loves to come into our room, steal this one book from my beside table and pretend to read it. Does this mean he is going to become a chef?
This morning we went to our first StrongStart drop in class. Matteo enjoyed exploring and playing with everything, while I enjoyed rediscovering toys I played with when I was in preschool. Yes, I remembered all of them. After play time they had gym time and Matteo particularly enjoyed the hoola hoop (though he can’t hoola) and chasing after basketballs. Snack time really didn’t entice him long enough to finish his snack and forget about circle time. He needed to check out the blocks again and did not have time for songs and stories.
Chad and I have been talking a lot about watches lately. We bought each other watches for our first wedding anniversary, but given that that was 6 year ago now, we are both itching for something new. Chad had his eyes set on a dress watch (for $1300 no less), while I wanted something that was a bit more fun. Then across my desk comes an opportunity to try out a creative new product.
My Swap My Way is a fun and affordable fashion accessory that you can mix and match to fit your mood or style. You can customize your watch with a particular print or image, or you can chose from the different straps and faces that they offer. All you have to do is swap your watch face or your watch strap.
For my first venture into the world of swapping watches I chose the starter kit which features one face and two straps. I chose a simple white face with no numbers, as I liked its sleek, minimalistic look. For the straps I chose a grey strap, because grey goes with everything, as well as a mint strap, because it was too gorgeous of a colour to pass up.
The straps are very soft and make it easy to swap out the face from one watch to the next. The straps also have a lot of holes to accommodate many wrist sizes, which is nice. Given how tiny my wrists are this is usually an issue for me when wearing watches, but with my My Swap My Way watch it wasn’t a problem. The only down side is that the watch is pretty bulky, so if you are like me and find it hard to type on a keyboard with any sort of wrist interference, than you might not be able to wear it all day long at your desk job.
There are so many different combinations of watches to create you could literally spend hours on the site. It took me forever to finally decide on what I wanted, but I figured I would start off simple and then get a funky strap or patterned face. I’m really excited to try out the DIY feature as well because what could be better than a completely customizing your very own watch?
Overall I think My Swap My Way is a pretty cool product. The quality of the watches are great, they are easy to use and swap, and they provide you with so many options. I think I’m definitely going to have to ask for some more pieces for Christmas!
I received these items for review courtesy of My Swap My Way; all opinions expressed are my own.
Well, when it was all said and done, we managed to seat and feed 23 people for Thanksgiving dinner. A feat I never thought would occur in our house.
I only had one melt down in the middle of the afternoon when I thought the turkey was going to take 6 billion hours to cook because I can’t read a thermometer correctly and I have never roasted a turkey before, but that was short lived and I went back to being as cool as a cucumber. Despite the chaos and cramped quarters I have to say I wasn’t very stressed about the situation, mostly because I know my family and friends are amazing and would help out with anything I needed, which was exactly the case.
Everyone thanked me for such a wonderful dinner but to be honest I kind of felt like a fraud. Everyone helped out so much with food that I really didn’t have all that much to cook, so really, they should have thanked themselves for the delicious meal.
I asked my niece Emily to take pictures throughout the evening since I knew I wouldn’t be able to and she captured some pretty great moments. My Zia Paula made me a beautiful pumpkin floral arraignment for the table and with some candles and 400 leaves from the dollar store (true story) everything looked very festive and exactly as I had imagined.
Since our Mothers usually take on the responsibility of Easter and Christmas plus various events through out the year, I feel very confident in claiming Thanksgiving as my contribution to the family, which I’m sure they will gladly forfeit. I love everything about Thanksgiving and I actually enjoyed roasting the turkey (once I figured out what the heck I was doing) and making all the fixings. Plus the decorating is right up my alley.
There is something very satisfying with organizing a big dinner and then getting to see everyone’s happy faces as they chat and socialize and stuff their faces full of food.